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gretchen watkins is the spice of life (swashbuckley) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-12-09 10:51:00

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!2003: 11, !complete, gretchen watkins, natalie mcdonald

WHO: Gretchen Watkins & Natalie McDonald
WHAT: Going out for drinks and probably sex knowing these two
WHERE: Diamond
WHEN: backdated to Thursday night
WARNING/RATING/STATUS: Drinking & ~~potential~~ adult situations/~~R for now~~NC17/Ongoing

Gretchen fucking hated England. She hadn't felt this vehemently about the country when she was younger, but spending years with Trevor in Morocco and Egypt had left her with a severe distaste for the cold, wet bullshit of her current home. She couldn't exactly pick up and leave, though, she was fairly doomed to spend the rest of her life trailing after Trevor wherever he decided they should go next, like Keg had when he was younger.

She disliked that she couldn't wear something skimpy without having to either cover up, thereby defeating the purpose of said clothes, or constantly casting and recasting warming charms. She'd dressed up slightly, choosing a dark green dress that wasn't her usual style, so she'd foregone the cloak and was currently lounging against the wall outside Diamond, wishing Nat would hurry up so she could get inside and get warmer. She wondered if she should've urged the other woman to Apparate to the club or perhaps to outside the Troll's Head so she could have an escort, then wondered why she cared. Yeah, Nat was fun, but if she couldn't protect herself, that was her own bag. Then again, a hexed or murdered Quidditch player found outside Moribund's would likely draw very unwanted attention, especially given what Gretch was sure had happened to the Harpies' missing player.

Twirling her wand, she recast the warming charm, strengthening it and swallowing a curse at her inability to stand cold weather. She briefly debated moving towards the mouth of the Alley in the hopes that she'd run into Natalie on the way in, but didn't push off the wall. A new thought had occurred to her, that in some sort of crazy, random happenstance, Trevor had been moving to the pub as Natalie had been making her way down to Diamond and they'd run into each other. While nothing had changed with Trevor in the time since confessing her feelings, she also hadn't gone out with anyone but Tracey, who was more business associate than friend and who was straighter than something very straight. Given his reaction to Roger, she wasn't sure what he'd think of her going out with Nat and she tried to tell herself she didn't care.

She heaved a sigh and smoothed her dress, holding onto the side of the wall and raising her foot to adjust a strap on her heel as Natalie came round the corner and Gretch's lips curled into a small smile, despite herself.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-10 03:21 am UTC (link)

Gretchen tapped her chin thoughtfully, glancing up as a waitress glided up to their table. "Two Goldens," she ordered, deliberately picking an overly ostentatious drink, even though she didn't really have to try to impress Nat. The waitress nodded and disappeared and Gretch twisted to face Natalie. "You'll like this," she promised, pressing her knee against the other woman's and smiling.

Service here was much better than at Gretch's regular haunt and the waitress quickly returned, depositing two glasses of glowing, golden liquid on the table and disappearing again as quickly as she'd come. Picking up her glass, Gretch held it out, waiting for Nat.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-10 03:26 am UTC (link)
	"Pretty," Natalie took the drink and held the glass up, examining the drink inside. It certainly lived up to it's name and looked, she thought, like how 'warm' felt. "What is it?" She set the glass down and looked at Gretchen for the answer, placing her hand on the other woman's knee at the same time. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-10 03:45 am UTC (link)

Taking a sip, Gretchen smiled, pressing her knee towards Nat's hand. "Morat's Golden," she answered, setting her glass down and leaning back, draping her arm over the back of the booth and Natalie's shoulders. "It's a mead." She nudged Nat in the side, tickling her fingers along the girls stomach. "Drink up, it's really good." She took another sip and studied the curve of Nat's neck, debating whether or not to drop her head and press her lips along it.

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rookie_card
2010-12-10 03:52 am UTC (link)

Nodding, Natalie took a healthy sip of her drink. It had a warming sensation not like the burn of firewhiskey but something more unique, she quite preferred it. It didn't fade either but just seemed to spread through her the way a good scotch did after a few shots. "I like it," she said, giving the drink a little swirl to watch the liquid's lazy slosh. She took another sip and squeezed Gretchen's knee. "A lot."

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swashbuckley
2010-12-10 03:59 am UTC (link)

"Told you," Gretchen dropped her arm down on Nat's shoulders, pulling her close and pressing her knee against the other woman's hand. "I'm kind of brilliant, you know," she grinned, lazily, taking another long swig of her drink and smiling widely as the alcohol warmed its way through her. "I thought you'd've realised that all my ideas are great ones after last time."

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rookie_card
2010-12-10 04:08 am UTC (link)

"I never doubted it," she flirted back, taking another sip and pressing up against Gretchen happily. "Just like to keep you on your toes is all." She ran a hand through her hair, pushing it out of her face with an annoyed grin. "Wouldn't do either of us any good to let you run about thinking you were as brilliant as you are. Have to at least try to keep that ego down, aye?" She snickered lightly and finished all the small glass of ensnaringly tasty mead, immediately wishing the servings weren't quite so small.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-10 04:21 am UTC (link)

"Oh, you do." Gretchen matched Nat's smile, finishing off her own drink and pushing it to the middle of the table where it was picked up within moments, another pair deposited in its wake. Sure, these drinks were expensive, but Gretchen wasn't actually going to let Natalie pay. Nor was she going to pay, for that matter. "You've taught me quite a few things," she continued, ignoring the jab about her ego as she traced her fingers up Nat's suspenders, thinking momentarily of Trev and wondering what he was doing.

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rookie_card
2010-12-10 12:01 pm UTC (link)

"Do what I can," Natalie purred, giving a modest shrug. Gretchen was excited and eager and she was more than happy to share the things she liked with the other woman. She spied the next round and happily took one of the glasses of mead for herself and promptly took a drink. "Did you see the match?" she asked prolonging the idle chit chat. She assumed the other woman had caught it on wireless or a recap and was sure she would have at least known if she was there.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-10 11:24 pm UTC (link)

"I wasn't able to get out to see it," Gretchen responded, ruefully. "I heard some of it, though." She settled back in the lush booth, pulling Nat closer and idly winding strands of her hair through her fingers. She loved this mead, although she didn't drink it often, she wasn't a frequent patron of Diamond, the Troll's Head was much more her speed. Even so, she greatly enjoyed the drink, it made her feel warm and happy. "I'll have to come out and see you one of these days, though."

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rookie_card
2010-12-11 02:17 am UTC (link)

"Shame," Nat leaned against Gretchen and tilted her head toward her touch, smiling. She sipped her drink and kicked her feet up onto the other end of the booth, leaning back into the other woman even more. Warmth flowed through her as she took another sip and giggled at the giddy, reckless feeling it seemed to cause. "You should. I think I'm rather brilliant," she chuckled and reached up the caress Gretchen's cheek. "Besides, what's better than Quidditch?"

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swashbuckley
2010-12-11 03:17 am UTC (link)

"Sex," Gretchen responded, her face serious even as she tried to hide the smile that threatened to curve her lips. She made a lot of money off of Quidditch (well, technically Trevor did, he was the one who tended to handle the majority of their gambling deals, but it still came to her), but there was no question in her mind about where it lay on the "fun things to do" scale. "Sex is much better than Quidditch."

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 03:22 am UTC (link)
	Natalie snickered and shifted slightly, turning to look up at the redhead. "I don't know, I've had some brilliant matches and some less than brilliant experiences...sometimes it's a tough call." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-11 03:27 am UTC (link)
	"Not the way I do it," Gretchen waggled her eyebrows and ducked her head, capturing Nat's lips and idly wondering what it was about Diamond that brought out the sapphic urges in her. She didn't think it should count that she'd also wanted to shag Trevor senseless while in the club, because she couldn't think of a place that she didn't want to do that. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rookie_card
2010-12-11 03:36 am UTC (link)

"Mmm," Natalie ran her fingers into Gretchen's hair and held her in the kiss. "You're like a World Cup," she muttered, winking flirtatiously when they broke apart. It was easy to forget there was a world outside their booth, the club did an excellent job of creating a soft, private atmosphere. Natalie started slightly when the waitress drifted by and filled their glasses, leaving the bottle with little more than a glance at Gretchen.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-11 04:03 am UTC (link)

Grinning widely at Natalie's praise, Gretchen moved closer to the other woman, ignoring both the waitress's approach and the little voice in the back of her mind. Just because she'd admitted to Trevor she was in love with him and just because he'd said it back, didn't mean that they had to stop having fun, did it? She wasn't a conversational type of person, she didn't want to sit down and have a Talk with Trevor, figure out what it was alright for him to do, who it was okay for her to fuck. They'd been doing fine for all these years, why change now?

"A World Cup, eh?" she asked, tickling her fingers idly along the inside of Nat's thigh. "I like that."

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 04:18 am UTC (link)
	"I should hope so, that's high praise from me." She downed another healthy swig of mead and scooted along the bench, wrapping an arm up around Gretch and tickling her neck. The effect of the mead was even more prominent, she could feel the warmth flushing her face and chuckled again, not used to being such a lightweight. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-11 04:56 am UTC (link)

Allowing her eyes to flutter closed, Gretchen leaned back slightly, towards Nat's fingers. "I like to think I'm well worth it," she responded, snagging her drink and taking a long swig. The drink warmed through her and she reached out for Nat again, pulling her closer and snogging her deeply, running her fingers up the other woman's side and cupping her breast. There was that tinge again, was that guilt? Gretchen didn't like that, not at all and she finished off her drink, pulling Natalie close for another snog. She wasn't Trevor's, not really. She could do whatever she wanted... so long as whatever she wanted didn't include shagging blokes who worked for them in their office. She idly wondered what happened to Roger but the feel of Nat against her quickly erased that thought from her mind.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 10:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Mmmm," Natalie moaned and turned awkwardly to kiss Gretchen, her arms wrapping around her neck. She was twisted around, neck craned, it was not any sort of comfortable position but she made up for cutting the kiss short with enthusiasm. "You know, we could have just gone to my cottage for this..." she muttered, stretching to kiss Gretchen's neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-11 10:27 pm UTC (link)

Leaning against Nat and resisting the urge to shove the table back and straddle her, Gretch made a slight noise. "Are you trying to intimate that you don't want to do this?" she asked, roughly palming the other woman's breast before pulling herself back with effort, although managing to keep her face schooled. "Because I'm fine just sitting here and drinking," she reached out and filled her cup, knocking back half of it and not making eye contact with Nat.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 10:41 pm UTC (link)
	"I thought I was intimating that we could move this some place more private," Natalie explained, her mouth firmly latched onto the curve of Gretchen's neck. Her hand slid up along the other side of her neck, tickling it as she moved it to cup the back of her head, doing her best to pull her attention back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-11 11:24 pm UTC (link)

Grinning despite herself, Gretch turned back towards the blonde. "A much better idea," she responded, after a few moments of allowing Nat to lavish unreturned attention on her. "We could go back to," Gretchen cut herself off, covering the hesitance by ducking her head and snogging Nat. After Trevor's fit, she wasn't sure if he'd approve of her shagging Natalie. Not that she needed Trev's approval, but she was rather fond of the perky blonde and didn't fancy having to protect her from Trevor's wrath. Which meant the house was out of the question. As was the office, despite its tantalisingly close proximity. "Upstairs," she finished, as she pulled back for air, a sudden idea striking her. "Go upstairs."

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh," Natalie made face and waggled her eyebrows at Gretchen. She was aiming for intrigued and eager at her suggestion but she had an inkling she just looked mildly ridiculous, thanks to the mead. She leaned back in the booth and plucked up her drink, taking another swig. "There's an upstairs too..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-11 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	The mead had the tendency to make Gretchen giddy, as it wasn't something she partook of often and the look on Nat's face caused her to break into little giggles for a moment before she was able to catch herself and school her expression. "There's loads more than just this room," Gretch responded, finishing the mead in her glass. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-11 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	Her grin grew even brighter at the other woman's giggle and Natalie had to follow suit after a minute. She finished her drink and eyed the bottle for a moment, weighing the option of exploring versus having another glass. "Show me?" she asked, pulling her eyes from the bottle. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-12 12:12 am UTC (link)

Watching Nat's gaze, Gretchen took a moment before winding her fingers though the other woman's and sliding out of the booth. When Natalie was on her feet, she reached back into the booth and snagged the bottle. No sense it letting it sit here, not when the other woman seemed to enjoy it so much, and when Gretch wasn't even paying. She took the opportunity to tug Nat close and snog her before leading her further into the club.